by Marlene Calder

Created on: February 23, 2010

Afraid to live for fear I'll die,

Give me courage that I may fly.

Not from death but forward in life.

With life's pleasures may I consort,

Be my days long or be they short.

With fanciful dreams and steady strife.

Grant me an existence that is replete,

Filled with days that are complete.

With love and laughter and wondrous delight.

 And when the last of my days come my way,

May I be able to satisfactorily say.

Thank you Creator I've had a great flight. 

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